All hail the power of Jesus’ name!
Let angels prostrate fall;
Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem,
Chorus:
And crown Him, crown Him, crown Him,
crown Him, and crown Him Lord of all.
Ye seed of Israel’s chosen race,
Ye ransomed from the fall,
Ye ransomed from the fall,
Hail Him who saves you by His grace,
Sinners, whose love can ne’er forget
The wormwood and the gall,
The wormwood and the gall
Go spread your trophies at His feet,
Let every tribe and every tongue
on this terrestrial ball,
on this terrestrial ball,
to Him all majesty ascribe
Crown Him, ye martyrs of your God,
Who from His altar call;
Who from His altar call;
Extol the Stem of Jesse’s rod
O that, with yonder sacred throng,
We at His feet may fall,
We at His feet may fall,
We'll join in the everlasting song
